In A Circle Poem by Paul Warren

In A Circle



I sat in my car
Not wanting leave
Or to stay
Broken in spirit
Just waiting for a minute

Why was I feeling so lonely
Righteous and holy
Sitting in my car
I know the place
‘Cause I've been there before

What do you say
Just ‘round in a circle
At the start and the finish
How do you know where you are
Just in a circle all the time.

© Paul Warren Poetry

Sunday, December 1, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: life
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Paul Warren

Paul Warren

ADELAIDE, SOUTH AUSTRALIA
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